Friday Fictioneers – Confession

The note told his parents he didn’t love them. It was a harsh thing, but he was angry as only a teenage boy can be. The storm passed in days, and he didn’t think about it again.

The guilt kicked in during his twenties. He considered confessing he hadn’t meant the rejection, but that seemed weird a decade on, and he lived with the remorse. Forty years later, at his father’s deathbed, he unburdened.

“Don’t remember that at all,” the old man said.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here.

There are those that forget and those who hold onto a memory forever. A friend of mine when I was about 8 told my mother the house was a mess and she still talks about it 40 years later. Then again, that wasn’t her child.
xx Rowena

I love the subtle telling of a lfe-long family story. LIke others, my guess is the Dad remembers every word of it and had remembered it every day. But protecting and love for his son counts above everything else